You Are A Great Beast Songtext
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It began at Christmas when all was wet
a sadness like a moth, like a moth
a quiet sadness fanned your face
a quiet sadness fanned your face
at home in the brilliant cold: a shifting, a casting away,
a cleaning and re-choosing what wasn't thrown out
re-choosing what wasn't thrown out
at home in the cold tropics, writing your magnum opus,
your Stoddard Temple
And with every chord it dropped away a little
with every chord your eyes cleared a little
now, on the cusp of spring, earthquakes rumbling
you see the river and the sky
you see the river and the sky
and reclaim them as yours, not ours.
you are a great beast, waking, stretching,
testing old scars and new scabs
smelling the sunny air
smelling the sunny air and feeling hungry
if you could build, it'd be your Stoddard Temple
a sadness like a moth, like a moth
a quiet sadness fanned your face
a quiet sadness fanned your face
at home in the brilliant cold: a shifting, a casting away,
a cleaning and re-choosing what wasn't thrown out
re-choosing what wasn't thrown out
at home in the cold tropics, writing your magnum opus,
your Stoddard Temple
And with every chord it dropped away a little
with every chord your eyes cleared a little
now, on the cusp of spring, earthquakes rumbling
you see the river and the sky
you see the river and the sky
and reclaim them as yours, not ours.
you are a great beast, waking, stretching,
testing old scars and new scabs
smelling the sunny air
smelling the sunny air and feeling hungry
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